So I'm travelling through the warp nexus near the 12th quadrant (bunch of assholes) when I figure out I'm runnin' out of gas. So I pull up to the next gas station and decide to get me a drink, some food and a couple hundred thousand packets of sauce. The guy was like "Now why in the Mutilian Spacecraft would you want so many packets of sauce?" "Well it gets pretty damn lonely truckin' out on the Perulia Highway", I tells him. He chuckles and leans in, tells me about this chick out back near the toilets who'll give me a ride for my money. I figure what the hell, I have a couple thousand dubloons spare, thought I'd check her out.
So I waltz down to the toilet, trying to find this chick when i hear this shriek from behind me; "McJesus!" I turn around, and my goddamn sister is in an astronaut suit and nothing else "Ah goddammit Zxyxyxz!"
I berate her about this until she starts crying, ever since she left home she had to resort to worse and worse jobs until she ended up here.. What the hell do I do guys? The Intergalactic Federation won't do jack squat to help out. At the least, anyone near the 12th quadrant who wouldnt mind if we crashed at their pod and called back home?